December 29, 2016 by thebardonthehill
I hide myself within my flower,
That fading from your Vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me –
Almost a loneliness.
Posted in C-D, Poems of Other Poets | Tagged bard on the hill, Emily Dickinson, fading from your Vase, feel for me, flower, I hide myself, loneliness, poems, poetry, unsuspecting | 2 Comments
Ah, Emily, a model of oblique and compact poetry. Thanks for sharing.
You’re welcome. She always used exactly the right word. I may know the right word but may not think of it at the right time for the right place. But she did – a marvel.
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